Often execution ballads showed compassion for the criminal who was presented as repentant, but for the despised queen these ballads reveled in delight at her beheading for high treason. Ballads were sold on busy streets, marketplaces and bridges by ballad sellers, and then re-performed in taverns, cafés, theaters and at home by all classes of society. Thus, all could participate in the communal tarnishing of her reputation.
The songs are often brutal in their attacks on her: she is ‘Antoinette the tigress’, ‘the monster escaped from Germany’, ‘cursed creature’, ‘the scourge of the French’, ‘cruel’, ‘detestable’ and ‘hussy’. They attack her gross pride and her unnatural ambition: ‘I, who believed myself divine’, she sings in The Pride of Marie-Antoinette. In another, The Complainte of Marie Antoinette widow of L[ouis] Capet, she admits ‘From my most tender childhood/My hard and perverse heart/ Burned with impatience / To destroy the universe’.
But this naked ambition is what proves her downfall: ‘my pride / Drives me to my coffin’ she bemoans in The Death of Marie-Antoinette. And her Complainte ends with the claim that ‘her arrogant soul / Burns in Hell’. This ambition led directly, in the minds of her opponents, to thoughts of treason. That there was no evidence for any treasonous activity on her part made no difference to her bloodthirsty critics.
Marie-Antoinette, like most French queens, was a foreign-born princess, from the illustrious Austrian Habsburg dynasty. As was expected of princesses who had been married off to secure foreign alliances, she was in regular contact with her family, especially her mother, Empress Maria-Theresa. However, at the time, the Habsburgs were seen as enemies of France. Marie-Antoinette was therefore regularly accused of plotting with Austria against France.
Although she was only performing her royal duties, she was accused of having ulterior motives. In one song, she sings: ‘I had great hope / That the kings, my relatives / Would re-establish in France / The power of the nobility’. She tried to accomplish this, claimed the revolutionaries, by holding secret meetings at court and paying agents to betray military plans to the Austrians.
It’s there also that you preside
And, to serve your plots,
Appoint perfidious ministers,
Agents of your secret deals.
To conspiring kings and brigands
Our plans are sent by you